A story about two women who came from different wealthy families. Their families are known rivals in Thailand's business industry. They constantly compete for investors, success, influence, and power. They always try to outshine each other, making their family rivalry one of the biggest topics in the headlines. To finally end the endless competition between both families, they came to an agreement to arrange a marriage between their children. A marriage that would unite their power and make them stronger against their other competitors.

Some stories begin with a gunshot. Others begin with a kiss. This one begins with a printer that refuses to cooperate. Inside The Link, a high-rise in the heart of Chicago, hundreds of people pass each other every single day without ever really looking up. In the basement, Faye Malisorn quietly fixes everything everyone else depends on. She prefers tools over small talk, wears old jeans instead of business suits, and shares her workdays with Oscar, a giant Bernese Mountain Dog convinced that every stranger is already his friend - they just don't know it yet. Eight floors above, Yoko Apasra spends her days designing beautiful things, drinking far too much vanilla latte, and trying to convince herself that deadlines aren't actually stressful. They've worked in the same building for months. They've just never truly noticed each other. Until one ordinary Tuesday. The Floors Between Us is a slow-burn office romance about quiet moments, gentle people, unexpected friendships, office gossip, awkward elevator rides, rooftop coffee breaks, and discovering that sometimes the most important person in your life has been just a few floors away all along. If you're looking for explosions, villains, or high-stakes action... ...you won't find them here. But if you're looking for a story that feels like coming home... Welcome to The Link. --------------------------------------- (This is purely my imagination, nothing of it has anything to do with reality. This is a world I created around Faye and Yoko.) 🌻🦋

Yoko Apasra is a young mother who, after years of effort to build a future, seems to have achieved everything - except love. With an adorable 8-year-old daughter by her side, Yoko feels fulfilled in many ways, but something essential is still missing in her life. This reality changes drastically when, in an unexpected encounter, an enigmatic and stunning woman crosses her path. This new presence not only takes her breath away but also triggers a wave of emotions that will make her question everything she believed she knew about love and happiness.

At 34, Yoko Apasra has built a life people envy. From a small Texas town to Manhattan's high society, she created herself with precision - elegant, powerful and untouchable. As the owner of "House of Apasra", one of the city's most prestigious galleries, she is surrounded by wealth, influence and desire. But after being betrayed years ago, Yoko keeps people at a careful distance. She takes what she wants - attention, intimacy, distraction - and never enough to lose control. Then she meets Faye Malisorn. At 27, Faye is everything Yoko's world isn't - grounded, honest and entirely unaffected by status or power. A firefighter with soot still clinging to her hands after long shifts, quiet confidence and a sharp wit that catches people off guard. Yoko can't stop thinking about her. But while Yoko finds herself drawn closer and closer, Faye keeps her distance. Not because she doesn't want her - but because her past taught her how dangerous trust can become in the wrong hands. Two completely different worlds. Two women shaped by pain. And both about to test every promise they ever made to themselves. ------------------ (This is purely my imagination, nothing of it has anything to do with reality. This is a world I created around Faye and Yoko.) 🌻🦋

Yoko was not an ordinary human, she knows that but that doesn't make any difference. She makes mistakes like any other human. Faye was Faye. She was glad they found Yoko. It was like she was made to play the role of Anueng.

"I'll pay you triple your usual rate." "And how exactly am I supposed to repay such generosity?" she asked, a faint smile playing on her lips. The question lingered in the air, laced with curiosity. What could a woman like her possibly want-enough to offer that kind of money without hesitation? "Simple," the other replied, her voice calm but firm. "You have to pretend you love me." FAYE G!P - Story credit to @Cathe44. I'm making an English adaptation of this story. If she asks me to delete it, I will.

I do not own this story. It still belongs to the rightful author. I am only translating it into English -FAYEYOKO VERSION

For five years, Faye Peraya Malisorn, 31, the enigmatic CEO of Thailand's most powerful entertainment company, and Yoko Apasra Letpresart, 24, a rising star under her label, have shared a love that lived only in shadows. In the public eye, they were boss and artist; in private, they were each other's solace. Yoko longed for more-more honesty, more freedom, more truth. Faye, protective of her empire and reputation, refused. That fragile balance shattered when a photo of them on a secret holiday in Italy leaked. Instead of facing the storm together, Faye chose silence, denial... and a cruel escape. Without consulting Yoko, Faye terminated her contract-breaking her professionally and personally-unaware that Yoko was bound by a Non-Disclosure Agreement drafted by Faye's own lawyers. Isolated in Hong Kong on assignment, Yoko returned home to find her career destroyed and her love dismissed. Tabloids called her a gold-digger, a mistress. But only they knew the truth. With unanswered calls, closed doors, and a broken heart, Yoko was pushed past her limit. One final time, she whispered Faye's name... before everything turned black. Saved only by a thread-and her father's desperate hands-Yoko survived, but not whole. Diagnosed with dissociative amnesia from psychological trauma and severe blood loss, her parents falsified her death and took her to the United States. A new name. A new life. A new beginning. Six years passed. Now 30, Nalin Letpresart is a brilliant young surgeon with no memory of her past fame, heartbreak, or the woman who once held her soul. But fate is cruelly persistent. When Faye, now a colder, emptier version of her former self, sees Nalin's photo in a global medical journal, the ground beneath her fractures. Can Faye face the sins of her silence? Can love survive when even memory has abandoned it? Or is some pain meant to be forgotten?

Four years ago, Faye and Yoko were the rising GL couple everyone adored. Onscreen chemistry, offscreen feelings. Then everything fell apart. Each believed the other chose fame over love. Each left the story hurt, blindsided, and convinced they were the one abandoned. Now fate throws them back together as co-stars. The tension is immediate. Sharp. Electric. Every glance feels like a question. Every touch feels like a confession. As rehearsals blur the line between acting and truth, old feelings burn hotter than ever. Will they finally talk about the past that destroyed them? Or will the unresolved love between them ruin everything again?

Fifteen years ago, Faye Malisorn and Yoko Lertprasert were a melody in perfect harmony-a pianist and an astronomer, weaving love between music and stardust in their quiet coastal town. But when Faye was offered a life-changing opportunity in Paris, she left, promising to return. She never did. Now, Faye is back, older, haunted by regrets, and drawn by something impossible-Yoko has discovered a distant star that pulses in a rhythm identical to the unfinished song Faye once wrote for her. When they meet again, the past crashes into the present like a tide that never truly left. Longing lingers in every glance, but so do unanswered questions. Why did Faye never come back? And why does the universe itself seem to be pulling them together again? As old wounds reopen and unspoken truths surface, Faye and Yoko must decide-will they finally finish the song they once started, or will they remain as distant as the stars that have carried their love through time?